Category: USA

We knew the morning wouldn’t be cold or wet, we knew we wanted to see more of the park we were staying in, and we knew we had a motel we wouldn’t be able to check into until 3pm, so we decided to wake up in time to make coffee and walk down to the…

With the decision to move on having been made, the actual departure day was mostly mechanical. With some newly-acquired items (like an electric heating pad for Rett’s back), and full loads of leftover food, plus water, we could use the bathroom scale to finally know how much our loaded bikes actually weigh. The result: 107…

How to live through winter as nomads? Roughly, the solution is to act as nomads have for millennia: use our unrooted-ness to our advantage, and as the days shorten, move to locations with more-hospitable climates. In retrospect, that “surviving winter” imperative has had the biggest influence on our global routing ideas. It’s what pushed us…

Day 1: Rett’s Birthday I did a poor job of commemorating Rett’s birthday, which disappointingly (for both of us!) seems to be a bit of a habit. This year, I feel like my excuses (“I’ve been kinda busy”, “We both know it doesn’t make sense to buy you stuff right now”) are slightly more legitimate,…

The final stage in our traversal to Palm Springs was the riskiest and most-unknown. The Adventure Cycling Route 66 route we’d roughly been following had peeled off north a couple days ago through Cajon Pass, leaving us heading eastward through San Gorgonio Pass on our own. Worse, the mountains funnel the road network until it…